Sunday, November 11, 2012

To Rx or Not to Rx?


A Blessed Burden

When it comes to helping writers, how much is too much?  At what point is our “consulting” more like “conforming” to an academic norm and does this help certain writers?  Based on writing center philosophy, the whole point to what we do-- help writers of all capabilities at any level during the writing process for any style of writing assignment—is to offer the appropriate level of guidance.  Honestly, I feel that there are going to be times when my assistance is going to be more directive. 

The senior literature major that’s having trouble rephrasing a poignant element to her analysis of Milton may need a more prescriptive assessment.  She knows the material far better than I do, so what she needs is someone that she can offer a synopsis of the text and together we hash out how to explain on paper how it applies to the context she’s arguing.  Situations such as this call for a more prescriptive approach.  The writer needs more direction out of respect to the direct approach they have with us regarding the material.  I support the fact that many writers such as the example given arrive to their consultations with not only drafts to work over but an in-depth understanding of the material they’ve researched.  But it’s not just these writers that can benefit from this approach.

There are times when writers come in with an assignment sheet and have absolutely no clue where to start.  These sessions pretty much remain at the pretextual stage of consulting.  I get to know them as a writer, as a learner.  We collaborate on what it is their professor is wanting for the assignment.  Open ended questions allow the writer to respond freely while I scribe the ideas down.  This week was a significant week as my internships melted into one another. 

A business major taking a literature survey from the professor I happen to be interning for,  was in  need of extra guidance revising her take-home midterm essay.  The assignment?  To compare and contrast two authors—and one of each of their works—from two different Realist literary periods.  The context of the situation is that she is a first generation college student who’s spent most of her school career in ESL writing courses, her conferences throughout school revolved around her interpreting for her parents.  She is a student who’s remained on the margins because the state offers minimal guidance to ensure that she receives the best education available.  Granted, to get into this literature course, one must complete writing courses through Eng. 102—the assumption being that having passed 102, there’s an understanding of analyzing text, sharing and expanding on this knowledge through writing, research, and basic MLA format. 

Needless to say, the assignment was not fulfilled to the professor’s expectations.  Rather than have her fail, however, the professor has enlisted my help to teach our young writer how to accomplish this assignment.  Collectively, we hope to guide her to a level of understanding literary analysis so that she may do so in the future on her own. 

My first session with the student proved to be the most vital.  We always talk about the importance of setting the tone—building rapport through our pretextual stage of the session before jumping into the writing.  I learned about her study habits, the extra home obligations that force her to skip steps in learning and study on the fly or late into the night.  I learned that she loves this literature class because she’s reading things that she never read before. “The tasks asked of me are harder than what I’m used to but that okay”, she said.  She’s up for the challenge and based on her upright posture and gleam in her eye, she’s ready for me to show her how to tackle it head-on. 

The first thing we tackled was the assignment description:  compare/contrast two different authors from two different Realist genres.  The first oops was her misreading the fact that the two writers had to be from different realist perspectives.  She had inadvertently compared two social realist writers; this is something that is very common.  So we talked—pencils down, books closed, essay put away—I asked her about what she remembered about the Realism lecture.  She responded with amazing clarity about the three major styles and that she remembered them because some of the writing reminded her of stories her family told about when they immigrated to America.  She was amazing—before, when we’d talk after lecture or even at the beginning of the assignment breakdown she was timid, anxious, and almost fearful that I was going to ream her for not completing her essay correctly.  Here sat a young woman who was knowledgeable and comfortable talking about the differences between social and regionalist Realist writers to me, her teaching intern. 

Because of her ease, I approached the subject of the essay more minimalist, I asked her what two stories, specifically, could she compare and contrast given what she knows about the styles of writing.  She immediately knew which of the two social realist writers she had chosen before.  But she was struggling with tying down a regionalist writer she felt had a similar “flare” or gave her the same emotional connection to the story as who she chose.  Rather than force her to keep digging, I began to point out some similarities to a fiction piece that she’d said was one of her favorites.  She countered that she loved the story, the imagery, and the strength in the main character but that she didn’t see how it fit into the assignment.  We could have been there for hours if I’d remained hands off—I wanted her to remain motivated that she really did know her stuff about the styles of realism.  We went back to the second author’s bio.  She found that the author wrote about a time in her childhood, captured a culture that was disappearing when she was young.  The light bulb moment came when she realized that even though the area wasn’t like how the author described at the time she wrote her story, that she was still a regionalist writer because of how she was able to make her feel like she was in the bayou with the little girl (protagonist). 

She was on a roll.  We worked together walking through each author’s work, their approach to writing, etc.  I wrote down the list comparing and contrasting so she had a reference later when she began to write her paragraphs.  Where I felt I was more prescriptive was in offering her ways to think more about how she analyzed the text.  Using terms like protagonist, emblems, figurative language—I not only told her why it was important to know but how to look for it.  She picked it right up.  Soon she was racing through the book pointing out and asking if her analysis was “correct”.  Then she stopped, “Wait, I know I’m correct because I can defend my statement with this example, huh!”  The ginormous grin stretching from ear to ear sitting across from me said it all.  To close her session, I asked her to free write an introduction to Realism, tying back to when I first asked her to tell me about what she knew—now with a more scholarly tone.  She and I will be meeting next week to go over her writing that dives into the similarities and differences of the two author’s work. 

It’s definitely a work in progress, but I know that she’s going to succeed.  I think that if I’d remained hands-off she would have felt more frustration at not knowing how to find the answers.  Prodding her with needless questions to lead her to the answers could have made her feel inadequate.  The walls that would have built up during the session could have prevented her from seeing her true potential. 

I never want my clients to feel like they are only good enough when I help them.  I do have another student in the same class that makes comments that she feels like she only understands the reading or the tasks asked of her when I’m around, so I need to figure out how to remedy that.  The issue there is I can’t get her into the writing center—only so much can be inferred via email communication.  Anyway, there are many times when I go into a session anxious that I may not have enough to offer the client, I feel that their wealth of knowledge about their subject, their major, the intensity of the project will overshadow my knowledge about communicating this information through writing.  But the times that they leave motivated, confidant in their skills because I’ve had them demonstrate what I’ve shown them and explain why it works—tells me that I am doing them justice in taking a more directive approach. 





Monday, November 5, 2012

The Margins: The Dig for Satisfaction



Welcome to Holland 
by Emily Perl Kingsley


I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......


When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans:  The Coliseum., The Michelangelo David., the gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland.""Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."


But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.


So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.


It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.


But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."


And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away...because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss. But...if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland. 



It’s strange—I haven’t looked at this anecdote for over two years.  The original motivation behind a well-intentioned acquaintance sending it to me was to offer some sort of comfort to me and my family—when my daughter was diagnosed with stage 4 metastatic cancer.  Now that we’ve had the chance to breath, reset, reformat—reading this makes me think about how I teach.  Not only are my kids, but just about every interaction with our clients, our writers a new discovery.  We can prepare ourselves with all the scholarly knowledge and practical methods of tutoring writing, but at the end of the day—working with humans leaves us open for radically different experiences each and every time.  

The subject of students on the margins—no matter what attribute has placed them there—is a subject that tugs at my soul.  I’ve always carried a “spidey-sense” when it came to working through adversity—through junior high and high school, I would often work as a peer tutor in the resource room, volunteer to help students that were out sick or otherwise behind and needed help. A few times a month, my BFF, sister and I would walk to the nursing home down the block from our neighborhood to read to the elderly. I never did it for a badge or extra credit, or even the thought that I would pursue a career in teaching.  I just liked to think outside of the box, advocate for the underdog—ultimately share what I’d learned and see the discovery through their eyes.  I think that even now, my addiction is to witness the “lightbulb” moment in each of my interactions.  I know what it feels like when it happens to me, so to see it in others takes the satisfaction to a whole new level.  Just not too far—the white coats will be breaking down the WC doors if I try to taste, smell, or touch the discovery within a client.

There’s always something we can offer any student—it just takes skill in learning what works best for them.  So far, I know that because of the life experience I have that there are a few more tools in my bag of tricks.  However, the peers I have the pleasure of working with and interacting with on a weekly basis continue to surprise me and offer some pretty incredible alternative methods to keep in storage.  I often wonder what our writers think of their experiences with us.  The fact that some insist that they work with the same consultant is a testament to the level of quality service, but what about the writers that have worked with different consultants each time?  I’d like to hope that because of the diversity in our personalities, writers that have worked with many of us have gained many tools to choose from when tackling an assignment.  What I am confident in knowing is that because of the diversity in the clients that I see and experience, in the end, as tutors or consultants, we end up with the most gains.